Something Like Russia 2007 |
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In 2007 I set out on trip to Russia. A place I’ve still never been. My fictitious trip led me through the foreign and unfamiliar places in my own back yard. I tried the local food, stopped for directions and occasionally wrote a letter home. Eventually homesickness set in. I hopped the pond and haven’t looked back. < |